Shanhedu

The proprietress, who stood like a vase and refused to leave, watched the vigorous native pull Qingshui out of the inn.

Looking for boredom, he flicked his sleeves and lifted the curtain to go to the backyard.

While being pulled out, Qing Shui vigorously shook off Tu Sheng's hand, and the inexplicable anger made him "spray" people.

"What do you have to tell people behind your back, do you want my wrist? What a blind person."

After finishing speaking, the other hand went to rub the white wrist that was clenched in red.

The native-born and honest man, alone, also said something extremely unhappy.

"I don't know why I pulled you out, it's just, it's because you're not happy drinking with that little girl!"

Hearing this, Qing Shui raised his eyebrows and looked at Tu Sheng's eyes, then sneered, then turned around behind his back, and rubbed his wrist without saying a word.

Seeing Qing Shui turning his back on him, the honest man opened his mouth several times without making a sound, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Simply, grit your teeth and stomp your feet.

"You come with me! Anyway, we've both passed!! I don't despise you!!"

Qing Shui, whose back was facing him, froze, "???"

What a big joke, who dislikes whom? !

Qing Shui turned his head to look at him with a funny face, then walked back to the inn, not listening to Tu Sheng's truth at all.

There are long strings of red lanterns hanging under the eaves of Linjiang Xiaolou. The strings are bright red, and there is also a touch of red in the guest room by the window on the second floor.

Ling Xiao sat on the soft mattress, with the little orchid grass spirit who asked him for a kiss lying between his legs.

Let Junhe not sit down, let him lie down but not lie down, insist on squeezing into such a small place, and challenge Ling Xiao's endurance limit.

Extremely aggressive, entangled with his ignorant little tongue, Ling Xiao bent down, put one hand around Jun He's waist, and put the other hand behind Jun He's ear to rub.

"Woo... um..."

The whole body softened, and the weak Jun He was like a piece of paper, lying on his elder brother Ling Xiao's knee, with a big hand around his waist holding him up.

The other hand turned to look for Jun He's hand, slid down from his arm, and touched the bulging and hard cuff.

Jun He raised his slender neck, Ling Xiao let go of his lips, and lowered his head to check what strange things were hidden in his cuffs.

Xiao Lancaojing himself forgot about this, and asked Ling Xiao to open his cuffs before saying "ah".

Poured the cooled and hardened chestnuts from his cuffs into Ling Xiao's palm, Jun He regretfully said, "It's so hard, it's not tasty anymore."

Ling Xiao snorted, hooked his fingers and scratched the bridge of his nose, "Little glutton."

"Hmm~" the little greedy ghost shook his head, "This is what I left for my brother to eat, Jun He is not a glutton."

If he is a greedy ghost, will my brother feel that he is not easy to support... Little Lancao Jing is messing around in his heart.

Ling Xiao held the candied chestnuts in his palm and stared blankly, so that was the case.

Seeing that he didn't do anything, Jun He was afraid that Ling Xiao wouldn't like it, so he went straight to it and skillfully peeled off a whole fruit.

With some strength in his legs, he supported Ling Xiao's knees with his elbows, straightened up and fed them into his brother's mouth.

"It's delicious when it's cold, it's cold...it won't burn your hands when it's cold." Xiao Lancao Jing randomly found an excuse.

Ling Xiao stared fixedly at the well-behaved Jun He, slowly chewing the fried sweet and glutinous chestnuts in his mouth, endless emotions flooded his chest.

The Adam's apple rolled, the palm holding the chestnut was clenched into a fist, and the other hand went to grab the lower man's waist.

She covered her soft lips and kissed passionately, but the strength was much lighter than before.

Ling Xiao's heart is so soft that Miao Miao is really a treasure bestowed on him by heaven.

The baby in his arms was kissed pink by Ling Xiao, with pointed ears and the end of eyes, proving the crookedness between them everywhere.

When Jun He whimpered again, Ling Xiao, who was a little out of control, violently hooked his hands.

Jun He's eyes were dazzled for a moment, turned upside down, and when he opened his eyes again, his brother had already brought him to the bed and pressed him down.

Wrapping her hands softly around her brother's neck, Xiao Lancao Jing's mouth was filled with a smile.

"It's so sweet."

Ling Xiao was absent-minded for a moment, looking into Shang Junhe's starry eyes.

"You are the sweetest, no one can be as sweet as Miao Miao."

After all, he sprayed hot air and moved towards Jun He's neck.

"Woo~ brother..."

At the time of deep love and affection, Ling Xiao, who was lying on Jun He, was ready to be a beast, and the guest rooms were suddenly pushed away from the outside.

"Happy?"

Fu Gui, who rushed in from the outside, shouted into the room, unexpectedly seeing a suffocating scene.

Ling Xiao reacted very quickly, and pulled off the bed curtain that was tied up with a string at hand, and the plain white curtain fell, blocking the upper bodies of the two of them on the bed.

Fugui stood at the door without daring to move, and Tusheng and Qingshui hurried in behind him.

Shimizu, who was panting heavily, finished looking around the room with his hips on his hips, and asked with a frown.

"Where did Xiaoyao, that brat, go? Why is there no one there?"

At this time Ling Xiao had already got up from Jun He, pulled the thin quilt on the bed and covered Jun He, his left hand was still clasped tightly with Jun He's ten fingers, and smiled to convey his sense of security.

The three people outside the bed stood still, as long as a normal person can see the subtlety of the atmosphere at this time.

Ling Xiao was magnanimous, he opened the bed curtain with his wrist, his face was calm, "Xiaoyao is gone?"

Fugui, who came in first, was embarrassed, and wanted to turn around and leave with a "hmm", but Shimizu behind him grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

The other hand was still pinching Qingshui at the waist, and the upper body of her mother's family tilted her head and smiled at Ling Xiao.

"Hero Ling, why are we, Jun He, and you so close to pulling the curtain together?

What's the matter?Let's talk about it. "

It's like hiding a knife in a smile, as if they are afraid that their little Lancaojing will be "bullied" by something.

About Ling Xiao and Jun He, they know a little bit.

Now Qing Shui is forcing Ling Xiao to explain the relationship between the two of them clearly, and Fugui and the others stand on one side and listen with their ears pricked up.

Ling Xiao made a fist with his hands, and coughed against his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, a head appeared on his waist.

Jun He crisply said to Qing Shui and the others: "I like my brother, and my brother also likes me!"

"Yo~~"

Fugui and Tusheng booed, leaving Qingshui standing there with his arms folded and laughing angrily.

Jun He, whose elbows were turned outward, asked others to sell it and still help others lose money, a little fool.

"Well, that's right, I haven't explained to you that Junhe and I like each other."

After all, Ling Xiao raised his hand and touched the top of Jun He's head.

After the matter of the two people on the bed was figured out, the five of them went to find Xiaoyao again.

Who would have known that Xiaoyao was "rolled" to a fantasy world where no one was alive.

Xiaoyao was caught again in the mountain cave last time. This time, the honest black-faced man took off his mask to Xiaoyao.